Out of the Frost Courtyard.
"Master, do you really want to go to the study to consult with the Prince?"
"Yes." Qu Tan'er's beautiful eyes dimmed, and her exquisite face took on an unprecedented determination. As Jing Xin reminded her, that ancient bed really did not seem like something an ordinary person could possess, and it was most likely to be found in the homes of nobles and officials. Mo Liancheng was the most distinguished person she had encountered so far, and she had inexplicably traveled through time and married into the Eighth Prince Manor. For what reason?
Whatever the reason, the possibility that Mo Liancheng had it was very high.
If she couldn't find it even with him, was there any hope for the future?
Suddenly, a trace of despair flashed through her clear eyes.
